Erotica Harem

Wonderful, but short chapter. This is getting better and better as it goes. I found a few things that stood out to me and marked them. Do with them what you will. I’ll be back for more. I just had a chance to do a few reviews so I jumped on the opportunity. lol

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November 25, 1929
Great news, I am with child. The doctor said that he must have made a mistake because I seem to be farther along than only a few months. He said that I should get constant bed rest and that in the spring we will be parents. Karl is beside himself; he is planning a huge party and inviting all of our friends. For me the best news is constant bed rest, I get to spend all day with my dream lover in his soft caress. I wonder if he will be excited about the baby.

Anna laughed. Surely Georgie would be impossible about the necklace now, pondering over her aunt’s diary.

She set the book down. The travel clock beside her bed read ten o’clock. Looking out the French doors she noticed how dark it was outside. The house was far from town and her view looked out toward the ocean. The only light outside came from a scattering of stars in the moonless night. She went out onto? her balcony. A feeling of loneliness came over her as she listened to the waves of the ocean crashthis alleviates repeating ocean. against the shore. She hugged her arms around herself, for the first time since her mother’s death she felt the weight of being by herself.

As she stood there staring up at the sky, she thought she saw something move toward one of the trees out of the corner of her eye. She turned to watch the base of the MadronaCapitalize if it’s a name. tree where she had seen the movement. “Hello is anyone there?” she yelled toward the yard. Only the rustling of leaves answered her. She backed off of the balcony watching the yard for any further movement, grabbing her flashlight she walked out of the house to take a look. “Hello?” she yelled again.

She wondered if her imagination was playing tricks on her. After looking over the yard with the flashlight for a few minutes, she went back into the house and decided to grab a bite to eat. She turned on the kitchen light and the glare momentarily blinded her. Rummaging through the few groceries she had brought with her, she decided to make herself a sandwich. Carrying her plate and a couple bottles of beer up to her room with her, she passed a door on her right-hand side which she had not been intried? You only mention door not room, you can’t go into a door. yet. Trying the handle, she found the door locked. Deciding she could wait to see what lay behind the door, she went to the bedroom to eat her dinner and finish reading the diary.try to alleviate a couple of the doors. It gets a bit repetitive in this paragraph

December 26, 1929
This will be our last Christmas without a child.

We had our pictures taken, my stomach is becoming huge. Karl has gone overboard and bought tons of furniture for our ‘son’.

I asked him if he would be horrified if it turned out to be a girl. He grew quiet, looking very severe he replied, ‘No but it would be a waste since it took us so long to have this one, and I do not know if you will have it in you to make another.’ There is something so hard and cruel in Karl, sometimes I feel the only reason he married me was to produce offspring.You think ?lol I am sure that is the only reason

During my afternoon respite today, I asked my dream lover how he would feel if it were a girl. He came to me and held me in his warm tender arms. Stroking the side of my face with his hand he looked into my eyes and I found myself falling into their icy depths.

“For me, it would be better if it were a girl, my kitten. But alas it is your husband who is to have his way this time. Do not worry your beautiful head about it. It is definitely a boy.” His voice was low and purring, causing me to melt against him.

“Why would it be better if it were a girl?” My curiosity peaked through the languid feeling penetrating my body.

He simply smiled at me and did not answer my question. Sweeping me up in his arms he carried me to the edge of the water, setting me down in the warm bubbling mud. A memory of the first time I dreamed of this place returned to me. However, instead of feeling a sense of panic about my arms and legs sinking into the mud, I began to feel even more aroused.

He moved in front me on his hands and knees, moving my feet as far apart as they would go before they sunk in too deeply. When he was satisfied with their distance, he pushed on my knees slightly causing them to become fixed where they were. I tried to pull them up, but found they were stuck fast in the mud. Crawling forward between my outstretched thighs he guided my arms into the mud with his hands, fixing me in place up to my elbows. He straddled my hips, leaning over me he whispered, “Relax.” I felt the muscles in my body turn to jelly as his voice washed over me. My arms slide further in and soon I was lying on my back. He leaned over me and kissed me deeply.

I could feel the mud under me start to bubble up, and slowly enter me. The warmth spread from my groin through my whole body. He slowly pulled himself up the length of me and positioned his manhood in front of my mouth. I opened to accept him into me and he pushed his head past my lips. I could taste a warm salty tang as he slipped over my tongue. He began to push in and out of my mouth with an increasing frequency. All the while, the warm mud was filling me full and bubbling inside of me with delicious warmth. A warm pressure was growing in me and I could feel the anticipation of pleasure grow.

His thrusting became more urgent and I could feel him hitting the back of my throat. His stiffness in my mouth was almost unbearable and I could barely breathe. I felt as if he were trying to shove his way through me. The sensation of the mud inside of me finally worked its malicious magic and threw me into the throws of a tremendous orgasm. I felt my nipples grow hard even though they were not being pleasured and the heat of my passion rushed over me warming me throughout. I opened my mouth wider to scream around his cock, but he thrust himself deeper into my throat tearing into me rapidly and bruising my insides.

When he came, it was as a rush of warm thick saltwater. I thought to gag, but when he pulled out of me, he immediately clasped his lips to mine, forcing me to swallow the brackish fluid. I coughed as he drew away from me. My throat was sore from the abuse, and for a moment I was angry with him, but as he picked me up out of the mud and carried me into the warm water. I forgave him immediately.

He floated me in the water, running his hand through my brown hair which fanned around me. He bent over and kissed my stomach. In a soft purring language he spoke words which I could not understand. The baby kicked violently toward his voice as if it wanted to come out through the side of me to be with him. He held me in his arms and whispered words in my ear. Though I could not make out what he said, the sound of them sent a delicious shiver down my spine. He embraced me, and kissed me fierecly, and while we were locked together in a fervent embrace, he fell backwards into the water with me in his arms. I woke up in my bed still feeling his lips pressed to mine and my throat was very sore as if it had been more than a dream. Ah, my dear Georgie, it isn’t a dream at all. This is fantastic Lynn. I am enjoying reading this still. I’m glad I finally got a chance to come back and read some more.